Feeling so lost!


I’m lost in this maze
Without focus
Without direction
My increasing fright only making me have less sight.

Who are you to beseech all of me? You are superfluous.

You are zero!
You are not the one!
You’re not my hero and you’re definitely not the sun!

I will walk out of your shadow.
I am alive. I must be me.
I’m not afraid to be alone with the unknown.

I’ve found my way out of this maze you created for me. Good bye.

Thank you for all your support.
Guady G

That hot night. . .


Last night I was woken up by a loud banging on the door. No, not that banging. Laughing to myself right now. It was a loud pounding on my living room door. I don’t quite recall what I was dreaming about so needless to say it must have been blah! What the heck? It was 2 am and I had to work the next day. What the . . . …

Who was it? I’ll tell you soon but first Continue reading “That hot night. . .”

Sad is . . . .

Sad is the day when a child asks “Would you love me more if I wasn’t born?”

Children are a blessing. Let us never forget that. No amount of stress should make us abuse them. We brought them into this world. They should never have to question their existence because of our actions or words.

Hug your child today.

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Is it time for change?


It’s the New Year and maybe it’s time for a New You.

But what if you have no clue?
What if you feel lost, and don’t know what to do?

What if you don’t know who you are?
Can you really get that far?

I say it’s time to do some introspection.
And to do it without hesitation.

It’s time to meditate and stop self-hate.
You need to seek guidance and not avoidance.

Get ready to embrace your life in its totality.
Because in 2021 true happiness can be your reality.

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

If Utensil could speak. . . . .

Dear Cutler

I hope you are keeping safe from those that cut like blades. I am writing to request a favor. I feel so alone in these drawers.

I would love some company. Wondering if you can help. I wanna fork so badly right now. I crave the spoons as well. I hear the table and the tea have also been complaining.

I admit I’m so knife to think it could be that simple but I don’t know who else to ask.

Sincerely
The lonely boning knife.